spar log!

[garmr]

Who: guts berserk and... you?
What: SWORDS PRACTICE!! SPARRING!!! PUNCH FRIENDSHIP?
Where: Training Area
When: After the sheetcake bonanza, during training time
Warnings/Notes: semi-open! Basically just a place to keep all the planned sparring threads together. Just hit me up if you'd like to do something.

(( Feel free to use the prompt below or have them be in a general training scenario - I will run with it! ))

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[becauseimacoward]

"Me. Dojima."

At least he could tell a certain someone didn't know his name, he gives it with a smirk.

"Not that I have your name either. You don't want to be known as the guy who has the huge sword."

A sword of that size forces you to have impressive stamina, either way. That must have taken years of intensive training, and of course, being in a rig in another world is no reason to leave behind such trainings.

"I'm surprised they gave you the sword in the first place. I was certain they'd try to keep it out of your reach for as long as they could."

...unless all they could manage was a couple days. If so, pitiful move, Jorgmund.

[garmr]

"It's Guts. Good to meet you."

Well, there's a greeting. It looks like he is capable of one, it just needs to be fished out of him.

"It wasn't anything grand. None of these machines make sense to me..."

He looks at the array of weight machines, treadmills, drones, and other things. They were all so odd-looking.

"I know how to train best with my sword, so I insisted."

[becauseimacoward]

That was surprisingly permissive of them! Maybe these people at the rig listened to their thoughts and opinions more than he thought they would. Dojima seems rather surprised.

"They didn't give you any conditions or threats?"

He says that, getting onto one of the weight machines, and starting to look for the right setting.

[garmr]

"Yeah. It goes back with them when I'm done."

Guts glances back at the "supervision" - Jorgmund eyes half paying attention to what he was doing. More of them were armed than usual. As long as he didn't try to kill them or walk out with it, they wouldn't have any problems. Truth be told - Lubitsch wasn't half as bad as Planker to talk to, that's what he learned from all this.

He isn't happy about being loaned his own equipment, but it was better than letting his body weaken. As long as he was trapped here, he'd keep himself in top fighting form and wait for his opportunity.

So, he begins another set of vertical strokes.

[becauseimacoward]

Dojima starts his own set of exercises, trying his hardest to ignore the supervision from Jorgmund. He feels like he shouldn't really mind them -- they're here to watch Guts, not him. Dojima should be fine as long as he doesn't outright attack anyone or encourage people to blatantly rise against them, which of course he doesn't plan to do!

But it's still somewhat unnerving, and--agh!

Distracted by his own thoughts, Dojima nudges something he shouldn't have, weights fall on his fingers. That looks painful, but he merely winced. Once he gets his fingers out, he examines them -- barely a bruise. That had...felt strange. It should have been far more painful and possibly even break fingers, but...no. It hurt, but it wasn't as bad as it should have been otherwise.

Great. What a reminder something's very wrong with him.

"Guts, have you noticed anything different about yourself since they brought you to the rig?"

[garmr]

"Aside from the collars? Nope."

Guts is a dude who gets smashed through stone walls, so he's not going to take much note of something like that. Guess Dojima has a higher constitution than your average guy having their fingers smashed.

Good to know if they ever end up sparring.

[becauseimacoward]

"Then maybe..."

Maybe the collars are the source for any strange changes. It'd make sense. Dojima scratches his neck carefully, like he feared setting the collars off just by touching it.

"Nevermind. It must be the shock of being dragged to another world. I'm still not used to that."

He says, finishing setting the weights. It's hard to know what to say about things when you don't even know what's going on with you. Maybe it's something he should keep private, if he's the only one in the rig who has noticed something off.

[garmr]

"Has somethin' felt strange to you?"

He pauses his sword swings for now. Guts may not look like the subtle infiltrator type, but he did like to have an idea of what was going on around him.

Dojima seems to have a cool enough head on his shoulders - if he noticed something the others didn't, he's curious to hear about tit.